Chapter 1 - The Wrong Runway
"Move, kid," Tyler snapped, his arrogant sneer perfectly captured by the high-definition lens of his expensive camera.
"This VIP runway isn't for people like you."
Tyler was a highly wealthy social media influencer, currently live-streaming his lavish lifestyle to over three million active viewers.
He completely expected the scrawny ten-year-old boy blocking his shot to run away crying.
Instead, the kid stood his ground, looking Tyler dead in the eye with a chilling, entirely emotionless expression.
The boy casually reached into his designer jacket and pulled out a heavy, military-grade encrypted smartphone.
"Dad," the boy said coldly into the receiver.
"Someone is on our runway, live-streaming the secret shipment."
Tyler’s arrogant smirk instantly froze as a loud, mechanical grinding noise echoed heavily across the dark tarmac.
The heavy hydraulic door of the massive, completely unmarked private jet began to swing open behind the boy.
Tyler tried desperately to turn his camera toward the opening door to capture the exclusive content for his rabid fans.
Suddenly, his expensive phone screen glitched violently and turned completely black.
A massive signal jammer had just completely killed his live feed, severing his entire connection to the outside world.
Four men dressed in full tactical gear and carrying heavy assault rifles stepped out of the dark cabin.
They moved with terrifying precision, forming a heavily defensive perimeter around a sleek, glowing titanium cargo box.
Tyler slowly backed away, suddenly realizing he had just stumbled into something far more dangerous than a simple celebrity flight.
The lead mercenary raised his weapon, aiming the bright red laser sight directly at Tyler's chest.
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Before the armed man could pull the trigger, a horrific, unnatural screeching sound erupted from inside the glowing cargo box.
The heavy titanium lid violently burst open from the inside, revealing something that made Tyler's blood run completely cold.
